Corelli

A lonely bard wanders the land

A mandolin in his cold hand

His trembling feet caress the sand

Calling the name of Italy

 

Half of a man, lost without love

In desperate hope, he looks above

Sees bombs rain down on the peaceful dove

He cries for Italy

 

And all alone in broken Greece

Pelegia dreams of peace

For tortured days she cannot sleep

And pines for Corelli

 

The bard returns to his maiden's door

Fifty years healed from scars of war

At one with Greece, he has learnt to adore

Blessed Corelli

Reviews

[SwagMaster]

OVERALL: This poem is beautifully written, able to tell a long, meaningful story using only a few words. The way it's written also keeps the reader going, raising questions a curiosity that encourages the reader to keep going. I love how you were able to convey the bard's loneliness and despair, homesickness and longing, then close the poem with his beloved Corelli.
MISTAKES: None

[Deron Alexis]

work of art dude really you're awesome the feelings were clearly expressed yet abstract enough to be entertaining more like this MOAR LYRICS!! XD

[sithlordjp]

Just wonderful. You took us there, made us travel far!

[Olivia Marie]

Excellent :) and love the structure

[InsanityWriter]

Loved it. (: The flow was great. ^_^ I wholeheartedly agree with Bella!! :)

110/100